As he's getting closer and closer to me, I close my eyes and wait.... My heart beat steadily rises... my hand has stopped caressing his chest and just sits in one spot... I anticipate his lips on mine... then suddenly; I feel them on the corner of my mouth. He pulls away... and I open my eyes and look at him. His eyes are laughing at me... one corner of his mouth in a twisted little mischievous grin... I scoff at him and shake my head... pushing on his chest playfully like I'm pushing myself away from him...
"Brat." I say simply.
He giggles a little, and as I've broken eye contact and still pretending to pull away from him, his hand finds the back of my head and pulls me to him quickly, pressing his mouth firmly against mine. I now realize this is what he wanted. To catch me off-guard, to surprise me. He always told me he was all about good surprises. As much of a brat as he was, he took my breath away with his kisses. He started firm for the element of surprise... and he became slow, sweet, soft... smaller little pecks at first... rubbing his lips and nose against mine... turning into longer pecks, inhaling deeply through our noses... until at the same time, our tongues reach for each other...
And I forget where I am. And there is nothing but him. My mind grasps nothing but the feeling inside of me as I'm wrapped up in this man... my arm snakes around his side to his back and I hold him close to me, grabbing and pulling on him with intensity at the same time that I deepen our kiss. He moans against me as I take his tongue into my mouth and suck... in and out, in and out. As I release his tongue, he takes in my bottom lip and nibbles softly, gently... and then once again I tangle my tongue up with his inside his mouth. His hand unwraps itself from my hair and rests on my lower back, his other arm that was pinned beneath him has somehow found it's way underneath and around my shoulders. Holding me close, so tight, with both arms... I've never felt such passion as he continuously tightens his embrace while he explores my mouth. We kiss for what seems like hours, and I can feel between my legs how excited he's gotten me. Pressing myself closer to him, I reach my hand down to his behind and pull him towards me as I push against him... softly at first, then harder as I press my lips firmer against his... with his face he nudges my chin upwards and begins to plant kisses all over my throat. My eyes are closed, mouth open, breathing heavily, intoxicated by this intensity. With no hesitation, he reaches between us and under my shirt to cup my breast. Eliciting a moan out of me, he gently massages over my bra. My nipples are very erect with excitement, and he fingers one through the fabric.
I'm overwhelmed with desire and now I want only to feel his naked skin against mine... I begin to pull his shirt up towards his head, once he understands what I'm trying to do, he half sits and pulls it past his face and over his arms. As he falls back to lay with me, my eyes caress his body and I'm temporarily immobilized at the sight of him. Before I can do anything, he begins to pull at the bottom of my shirt, wanting to feel my skin the way I want so badly to feel his. Lying against him in my bra, with our arms around each other, the warmth of our naked skin is heavenly electric. I begin to touch him, no area of his exposed body do I want to leave uncovered... I run my hands over every inch, from the side of his face down his neck... over his collar bone and pecs... across his ribs, over his stomach... when I get to his waistline I feel the cut in his hip bones pointing down in a "V" that disappears beneath his pants. Now, with my leg in between his, I lock my pelvis to his once more, reach my hands around his back, and dip my head to bring my lips to the side of his neck. He sighs and holds me close. I trail kisses down his shoulders to his chest, tracing circles around one nipple with my tongue... purposefully ignoring the nipple itself to only heighten his anticipation... as his hands tighten on me and he begins to squirm against me, I press my entire mouth firmly on his nipple, taking it into my mouth, swirling my tongue across and over it, and letting go of it with a slight nibble. He draws air between his teeth with pleasure... and little does he know that I've only begun my treatment.
I proceed to love this man with my full lips and wet tongue, not permitting him to interrupt or try to take over. While kissing and nibbling each delicious inch of him, the thought crosses my mind of unbuttoning his pants. To test his receptiveness to me, I reach between us and grab his erection in my palm through the fabric of his jeans. Firmly I hold him in my hand, gently squeezing. I glance up to his face and his eyes are open now... locked on mine... lips parted... breathing loudly through his mouth... eyelids heavy with desire. Our eyes talk to each other as I squeeze and caress him. One corner of my mouth turns up in a little grin... he takes note of this, raises one eyebrow, and pushes his strong hand hard against my breast. This wipes the smile off my face and I bare my teeth with excitement. He begins to move away from me... as he sits up on the couch. So fluidly he moves me at the same time, until I am sitting as well, on top of him, facing him, one leg on either side of his body. With his hands on my waist pulling me towards him, he bends forward to my chest, kissing the swell of each breast that peeks over my bra. I wrap my arms around his shoulders, my hands caressing his neck and head. His own hands reach up my back, unsnap my bra, and he leans back to pull it down from my shoulders, releasing me. My nipples are pink and pointy and move up and down with my heaving breaths. Taking one in his hand, the other finds its way between his lips and I groan as his tongue flicks against it. The pressure of his erection is ever so evident in this position as my wet pussy grinds against it between our clothes. With my eyes closed and head leaned back, my long hair caresses the small of my back softly. I imagine what it would feel like if we were naked at this moment, his manhood pushed up deep inside of me... rocking against each other... a film of sweat covering our chests. Ecstasy. So badly have I yearned for this moment... until I realize that I am lost in fantasy... and that in all reality, this precious soul has only been in my presence for a matter of hours. Amazingly, I've never met someone so perceptive. He leans back and takes my face in both of his hands. Pressing his lips to mine softly, he kisses me twice, letting his lips linger after each one. Looking into my eyes he says to me:
"Moving a little fast, aren't we?"
